Chapter 52: Demon, huh—

In the end, it’s me. Of course, I miss things. That’s only natural. Gentle to the weak, unwilling to grovel before the strong. With that way of sorting, I end up overlooking the second-most valuable kind of person. I secured the most valuable ones—the ones who can throw away pride and appearances for the sake of children. That’s enough, maybe. But leaving the others as they are feels wasteful, and it seems pitiful for them, too. Well, what’s been dropped can be picked up again. So…